Going to Work

Dax spent the night with Grandma while Mommy went to see The Color Purple broadway show at Bass Concert Hall (which was amazing). I picked him up this morning at Grandma's office. While he was there waiting for me, he was looking out the window at all the cars in rush-hour traffic on Mopac. He asked, "where are all those cars going, Gamma?" She told him, "to work". "Are they going to Tokyo?" Reasonable question, don't you think?